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Updated: May 17, 2025
They were all looking in the direction of the station, and Miss Mapp stepped into the coal-merchant's unobserved. Oddly enough the coke had been sent three days before, and there was no need for peremptoriness. "So good of you, Mr. Wootten!" she said; "and why is everyone standing about this afternoon?" Mr.
So the once self-supporting cottager turned into a spender of money at the baker's, the coal-merchant's, the provision-dealer's; and, of course, needing to spend money, he needed first to get it. The change was momentous, as events have sufficiently proved.
"I will help him to carry it," thought Pelle dejectedly, as he went onward; "I will help him to carry it." Alfred came strolling down the street; he was carrying his best walking-stick and was wearing gloves, although it was in the midst of working hours. "If he sees me now he'll turn down the corner by the coal-merchant's," thought Pelle bitterly. "Oughtn't I to ask him to say a good word for me?
His braces were broken, so he had continually to puff out his belly; there were hundreds of things to look at, and the coal-merchant's dog to be kicked while, in all good faith, he snuffed at a curbstone. A funeral procession came toward them, and the journeyman passed it with his head bared, so Pelle did the same.
Whitelaw's command. He didn't want to be ruined by his coal-merchant's bill if it was a chilly spring, he told his household; and at his own bidding the fire-place had been polished and garnished for the summer.
Not one of them considered it beneath him to pick up an old trouser-button off the pavement, and carry it home. One evening Pelle was running out to fetch half a pound of canister tobacco for Jeppe. In front of the coal-merchant's house the big dog, as always, made for his legs, and he lost the twenty-five-ore piece. While he was looking for it, an elderly man came up to him.
Not one of them considered it beneath him to pick up an old trouser-button off the pavement, and carry it home. One evening Pelle was running out to fetch half a pound of canister tobacco for Jeppe. In front of the coal-merchant's house the big dog, as always, made for his legs, and he lost the twenty-five-ore piece. While he was looking for it, an elderly man came up to him.
"Yes, I know you've got to be flogged. But don't you know anything of Albinus?" Alfred had drawn him into the coal-merchant's doorway, in order not to be seen in his company. "Yes, Albinus, Albinus " Something was dawning in Pelle's mind. "Wait a minute he he I'm sure he has run away with the circus. At least, I believe he has!" Whereat Alfred turned about and ran ran in his best clothes!
Mechanically Damaris gathered the scattered house-keeping books lying before her upon the table baker's, butcher's, grocer's, corn-chandler's, coal-merchant's into a tight little heap; and, folding her hands on the top of them, prayed simply, almost wordlessly, for courage to hold the balance even, to seek not her own good but the good of those two others, to do right. Then she waited.
Just as she got to the sharp corner opposite the station, where all cars slowed down and her coal-merchant's office was situated, the train drew up. By the gates into the yard were standing the Major in his top-hat, the Captain in his Panama, Irene in a civilized skirt; Diva in a brand-new walking dress, and the Padre and wee wifey.
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